All good…

Am doing fine in life. how about you all? Never thought I would leave like this, but yeah… precisely after two years. it’s good to take breaks and not think about anything.

Corona aunty has changed things for everyone, but writing is still the same.She can’t take words from you! keep writing…

Love: Infinite Being πŸ’š

Love exists only in Gulab Jamuns β€οΈπŸ’š

Bending realities…😢

Have you ever seen someone walking by carrying a burden of their life? Yes, I did. I remember seeing a girl with drooped shoulders, all dressed up fantastically with her make up look on but again with a baggage invisible, facing reality but deep down inside she was about to give up. She might have given up on her dreams and what excited her once as she has opened her eyes to reality but is still blind to that bending reality she exposed her body, mind and soul to, just to earn few bucks and maintain that look on. Sad no?

That’s all what we’re doing right now. Wearing a blind fold, going nowhere and reaching to a state never thought of. A student doesn’t want to carry that bag full of boredom, an office worker isn’t really interested in carrying the black bag every single day and ends up frustrated, that lady I mentioned was so superfluous to even talk to. No doubt we all are a victim of bending realities. We all are trying harder to bend and almost successful in breaking our spine just to get that cheque at the end of every month so that we can swag ON and be still on the vicious circle called reality.

I feel for those who hardly enjoy being there where they are at present and would like to say that clearly and rudely that YOU DESERVE IT . You gave up that easy and is still reluctant to go and grow. Today you’ve bend the reality and tomorrow NATURE will crush you forever never to be found.

So, wake up! Work harder, learn more and get back to what please you. IT’S HIGH TIME YOU LISTEN TO THAT – BENDING REALITIES πŸ‘€

There’s a rainbow on the other side of that fear 😍


Infinite Being


And it’s 3:33pm and my thoughts on aunty sitting beside me and surfing how to glow face so as you’ll forget your parlour forever… 🀣🀣 Am not a judge but see we can’t go beyond colour complexion- take any society, any culture… Isn’t it?

Let’s love ourselves again no matter how we look, irrespective of our colour, our true self craves for that love. Will you give it that? 😍

Late night thought….

Whether in pain or in love state, the common thing is involvement. How much are we suffering is equivalent to our involvement? Isn’t it? Is there a way master love without involvement or say unconditional love?


Take me to your side,

I await your return,

No words, no signs to express my love,

Empty sheets, long lost fragrance,

Will we meet?

Cover me like your blanket,

Wait.. am still here,

Distant yet too close to hear you whisperingπŸ’•


My new found loveπŸ’• rare to find and easy to distract from. I meet him at early hours. He opens a world full of possibilities, sounds (I rarely hear) and a mystic existence. As if am able to hear myself, it’s just like he’s pouring his love from all directions and am only able to get a limited quantity in my hands.

We often laugh together, spend time and discover the empty slots to fill with more silence. I want world to sleep so that I can wake up with my love πŸ€—


Infinite Being πŸ’—

Me *conditions apply*

I sat in a dark room, pondering over an issue ‘What do I really want?’ brought astonishing results. After so long I listened to rain drops carefully ( Yayyy… It’s raining here) , sound of silence ( that constant buzz in my ears that always leave me during the day and back by night to make me love ❀️this silence again and again), what more could be done to this life (am literally bored like I am missing Me) and conditions apply , these inner boundaries sometimes suck even this body, I want my soul to fly one more time, high and higher to bring ME again.

Love πŸ’—

Infinite Being πŸ’—

Death! What’s new?

I know title is weird as every mystery revolves around Death and people are mad searching about it. But I want to ask you all what’s new? Today, a soul in our neighborhood left for another journey. The scene was all negative full of tears, despair and all that melodrama .. yes, I’ll use that word – Melodrama even though that person lived for 85 years. Comm’n I felt like dancing for that person’s life span. That person had great grandsons and daughters. How could you cry for that person? And that too loudly in order to impress the crowd. It’s time to celebrate death, crying is too overwhelming. Isn’t it? I read in India various communities do celebrate death. Now that’s something NEW!

Well, what’s new? That person’s life span, life, success .. nothing was that great and new. It’s time we see beyond the fear of death to live a remarkable life instead of for those numbers that hardly matter!

Let’s celebrate.

Hope you got the point! So, what’s new?

Love πŸ’—

Infinite Being πŸ’—